Left Over Tomato

The halved tomato was freezer bagged and kept in the fridge too long Breakfast is nothing without a tomato but this melting fruit is in a dream state. Not corrupted yet, not rotten as we might explain rotten, just spoiled, going soft, its skin shrinking. The yellow -green pulp and juice is still viable, The spongy pips still intact though now it looks ill as it it had drank bathwater. It is dying the way all fruit dies from the center and core. Some people die like that also; healthy on the outside, smiling in a golden ray of health, yet within there innards are turning into the sludge of decay. I'm hungry, and I don't care if the tomato is a member of the Deadly Night Shade family, or that its acidic and gives me heartburn, fried eggs and toast demand at least half a tomato, and who knows maybe I will enter its dream world soon enough anyway.